“Well, if I ever need to disappear, I know who to call.”
“I’m pretty sure once we get you home, Parker’s never going to let you leave his sight again,” Sinner muttered.
“He does tend to be a tad overprotective. In fact, it would probably be best if I called home and told him where I was. At least then he would know I’m with you.”
I shook my head immediately. “Not until we know who we’re dealing with.”
“Why? Wouldn’t he be able to help?”
“It would put a target on his back. Then again, since they were after you, they probably already have targets on their backs.”
Sinner grabbed the SAT phone and tossed it back to me. “Make the call. No better time than the present.”
I winced as I stared down at the phone. “I hardly knew the man.”
“Still, better it comes from you.”
“Somehow, I doubt that,” I grumbled, scrolling through the index to find his name.
When he didn’t answer, I breathed a sigh of relief. A message would allow me to tell him what’s going on without having to hear him yell at me. It was perfect. “Hey, Parker. It’s Rob from Reed Security. Just a heads up, I have Krista with me. We sortof have some people after us and we don’t know why, but we’ll figure it out, and when it’s over, I’ll return her to you in one piece?—”
The other end picked up and Parker’s angry voice came over the line. “What the fuck do you mean you have my sister?”
“Uh…beep!”
“Wrong fucking end of the phone call, asshole,” he growled.
Fuck, I wasn’t very quick on my feet. Ever since I woke up at Krista’s, my head was severely fucked up, making it impossible to think the way I normally did.
“Oh, hey man!”
“Don’t even start that shit. Tell me why you have my sister.”
“Well, funny story. I woke up at her house, completely unaware of why I was there or who she was. Strangely enough, everyone in that town seemed to know who I was. Then I left, went out to Cali for a trial, where I was attacked repeatedly. Your sister may have come up a few times, and I’m not sure why. But when I realized they were after her, I came right away. So, now I have her, and we’re gonna figure things out?—”
“You were here and didn’t think to tell me what the fuck was going on?” he growled.
“Well, in all honesty, I didn’t realize she was your sister. Sinner figured it out?—
Sinner was sliding a finger across his throat as murder shone in his eyes.
“Sinner’s there?”
“Yep, and Derek and Claire. Not that they had anything to do with this at all. They just happened to be the ones who picked me up.”
“And you thought it was okay to flee and not tell me a fucking thing?”
“Listen, I get that it sounds bad?—”
“You have no idea what bad is,” he snapped. “When I get my hands on you, I’m gonna make you wish you were never born.”
That was such a typical thing to say. And it would have scared me—Okay, scratch that. It was Parker. It fucking terrified me.
“I swear to you, nothing will happen to your sister. I mean, she was attacked at the hospital, and you should have seen her take care of herself. Word to the wise, protect your nuts.”
Silence descended over the phone, and Sinner audibly groaned from the front seat.
“She was attacked at the hospital, and you’re just now telling me this?”